I haven’t really given it much thought, and it’s kind of freaking me out now. What am I talking about, you ask? Well…
Tomorrow I’ll be in Wisconsin at Skydive TwinCities, jumping out of an airplane! Why? My mom asked me if I wanted to, that’s why! She’s always wanted to go, and I figured what better way to jump out of a plane than having your mom by your side or at least going first?! My middle sister, my cousin and his dad (my mom’s brother) will be joining us. It’s a family affair! My gramps would’ve gone too, but he recently had surgery. That would’ve been SUPER cool. Skydiving with your grandpa? Sweet!
It’s been really rainy and yuck outside tonight, but my mom said we’d still go even if the weather carries on like this. I guess the only way it gets cancelled is if the rain turns dangerous, aka THUNDERSTORMS AND LIGHTENING. Yikes. I’ll try to stick the boyfriend on picture-taking duty, but I have no idea how the pics will turn out from the ground. Probably not very exciting. We’re not doing any type of video/picture deal, which I’m totally okay with. I don’t need anyone taking pictures of me FREAKING OUT mid-jump.
I’m still not very nervous, but I’m sure it’ll hit me tomorrow. Have you ever done anything this uh… risky? I’m not a very “throw caution to the wind” person, but this just seems fun. It wasn’t initially on my “25 Before 25“ list, but it would’ve been a cool thing to cross off. The next most-risky things I have coming up in my life are WarriorDash in July and a trip to the jump from the Quarries sometime this summer. Wish me luck!!
